Monday, August 30, 2004
hear
not like you
have heard
but like you
have not
and are
not like you
have heard
but like you
have not
and are
listening
Sunday, August 29, 2004
house calls and the slattern's self-disparaging emesis
a soul accouchement skin febriculae torque pre-intuitively
at first sight a trismus always slight tremouring as night
stars seen through dusk's unforeseen femerall
permitting a brief bad bad capnomancy then
the vagus nerve gone and breathing never the same
again but for years a love that shook cephalic
reasoning tore genetics foreswore silence kept
vision visual until visceral and could no more
who could ever know the river of the long tides
a crow grating his hoarseradish call across
the shore its protected piping plover blowing
back a shrill schoolyard whistle in sweet
disregard miles by thousands unbargained
for and all forfeited there was to be a conversion
a supination long before the costive tears
bludgeoning forth beneath the fourth station
twisting lives together gathering signs such
as wondered upon a wooden cross engraved
with a family name still there dried to greyed
ivory a settlers' graveyard brim full of marble
granite and pocked red sandstone with most
graves babies' some dead before they lived
still others dying in the order they were born
dates barely readable ghost years the cholera's
claim a universe trephined away from domestic
certainty a nyctalopia on both parts for parental
responsibility semen sluiced aeons spilt multi-
coloured dawns she thinks of herself as 'she' a
necrosis of what kept her hardened now brittle
how much she has loved him there is no possible
asnosmia within his lecturing mode his turning
her against herself every time seduction
a desquamation of resolve are only slovenly hills
slow easy-wide lanes a half-hour but nothing
against the megrim's advance relieved by her
whoring her mouth off each day checked off
produces a slight palpebral apathy feigned
days days relieved by the menarche when
she has already witched him and her faith
here always the familiar paresis a surdity
for children's needs a foetal curve which erases
no need ungual tracks upon the softest
unreceivables theirs the same shadow
sharing the same asthenia dangerous
miles to have come to numb a forced xerosis
an imperceptible lysis enough to fake normal
she pines she beals the present no sensational
novelties simply routine no one died of a broken
heart but always from premeditated error
or error or fatal intrusion bacterial some
immunological rationality how absurd
the allocheira shared or imaginary some
other woman makes him laugh now
in time she shall say I am wounded shamed
walls plastered a presentable pus slacken
their verticals these same same walls
from whereout there is no hope of travel or
release retchback I love you how I love you
a soul accouchement skin febriculae torque pre-intuitively
at first sight a trismus always slight tremouring as night
stars seen through dusk's unforeseen femerall
permitting a brief bad bad capnomancy then
the vagus nerve gone and breathing never the same
again but for years a love that shook cephalic
reasoning tore genetics foreswore silence kept
vision visual until visceral and could no more
who could ever know the river of the long tides
a crow grating his hoarseradish call across
the shore its protected piping plover blowing
back a shrill schoolyard whistle in sweet
disregard miles by thousands unbargained
for and all forfeited there was to be a conversion
a supination long before the costive tears
bludgeoning forth beneath the fourth station
twisting lives together gathering signs such
as wondered upon a wooden cross engraved
with a family name still there dried to greyed
ivory a settlers' graveyard brim full of marble
granite and pocked red sandstone with most
graves babies' some dead before they lived
still others dying in the order they were born
dates barely readable ghost years the cholera's
claim a universe trephined away from domestic
certainty a nyctalopia on both parts for parental
responsibility semen sluiced aeons spilt multi-
coloured dawns she thinks of herself as 'she' a
necrosis of what kept her hardened now brittle
how much she has loved him there is no possible
asnosmia within his lecturing mode his turning
her against herself every time seduction
a desquamation of resolve are only slovenly hills
slow easy-wide lanes a half-hour but nothing
against the megrim's advance relieved by her
whoring her mouth off each day checked off
produces a slight palpebral apathy feigned
days days relieved by the menarche when
she has already witched him and her faith
here always the familiar paresis a surdity
for children's needs a foetal curve which erases
no need ungual tracks upon the softest
unreceivables theirs the same shadow
sharing the same asthenia dangerous
miles to have come to numb a forced xerosis
an imperceptible lysis enough to fake normal
she pines she beals the present no sensational
novelties simply routine no one died of a broken
heart but always from premeditated error
or error or fatal intrusion bacterial some
immunological rationality how absurd
the allocheira shared or imaginary some
other woman makes him laugh now
in time she shall say I am wounded shamed
walls plastered a presentable pus slacken
their verticals these same same walls
from whereout there is no hope of travel or
release retchback I love you how I love you
...and of the unloveds
the crowd around the shrine those upon
the city's dung-heap a religious student
turned machine gunner the woman pimping
her nature in order to be held farmers
hit by the worst harvest in memory
collapsed in tears on the roadside
the vast majority of women seeking
abortions who died from excess implants
the popstar back on booze after 7 days
under a gagging order of millions
whose children the courts took left
with twenty quid after a quick fuck
alone and in fear of dying from snake
bite
...and their hiding place
and in any case what I do there
is none of your business you would
have to be steeped in it to know
but sweetheart I don't think you
remember what you say everything
will be alright you are loved yes
I must get back for prayers these
are weak people am I going to get
sentimental about his condition?
he's spent his whole life causing
conflict between 2 parents and he's
doing it to us now in any case it
has nothing to do with you or me what
you need is to hear another's heart
beating
Friday, August 27, 2004
how commitment is
one minute's jewel, another's
tear; things change, but sad
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Saturday, August 21, 2004
Stumped
No few trees my forest tresses have lain
foundation, ill-neatly compass their trail
Unbridle pathways reign deep enbriared
versions of more formal
sheltered selves. Root snaps where
'praps it should heed canopial obligations
Boundaries branch and desist, turn
head, scabber weathered
hands furrowing for prayer
Rules left fallow go hybrid to seed
I scatter rust to feed children
Thus I'm marked wisdom, chained cook-pot
I cloth up spots of the world's water-
falling irreg
ularities, hack freedoms
from some indebted dead
wood. Focus upon each just-next silkstain
There may be nightshades of uncaring
I shake barbs. Take leave
(of) myself. Place weight on
empty spaces. Strain along borrowed boughs
Stake one step along ancient trusts. I know
not how unhefted needs grow
Earth cries a fossil tomorrow
Plains beckon
No few trees my forest tresses have lain
foundation, ill-neatly compass their trail
Unbridle pathways reign deep enbriared
versions of more formal
sheltered selves. Root snaps where
'praps it should heed canopial obligations
Boundaries branch and desist, turn
head, scabber weathered
hands furrowing for prayer
Rules left fallow go hybrid to seed
I scatter rust to feed children
Thus I'm marked wisdom, chained cook-pot
I cloth up spots of the world's water-
falling irreg
ularities, hack freedoms
from some indebted dead
wood. Focus upon each just-next silkstain
There may be nightshades of uncaring
I shake barbs. Take leave
(of) myself. Place weight on
empty spaces. Strain along borrowed boughs
Stake one step along ancient trusts. I know
not how unhefted needs grow
Earth cries a fossil tomorrow
Plains beckon
Friday, August 20, 2004
Cracks
Cracks are good she said
in pain and hung her
head in vain and waiting
Help me with my cracks. They’re showing
far too much she said
and for such
boldness
learnt to feel ashamed and hung
her head again
There’s cures for cracks
I’ve heard she said
in superstores on the edges of towns. She waited
on an edge
forgetting where she was
and where she was supposed to be
No no no they said
All the packets of filler are in
the DIY
Oh so do I have to do it all myself
then? she asked as she
misheard
the directions
misread implications
made the mixture too dense
for anybody to get in
Except into a crack crept
a somebody who’d never minded
stiffness of mixture
Ooh smells good in
here to me he said
Cement, sticky fingers
make and mend, dough
I don’t know, - stuff
Anyway, cracks are
- good
he said in play
and went away
Yes, cracks are good she said
in pain and hung her
head in vain and waiting
And day after day
after day after day
learnt. Learnt
patience. Whenever he came
back there was another
crack, wider and deeper than the one
which came before it
Finally he said
Stuff it
Right she said
I'll help myself
instead
Hide she said
and dried
Cracks are good she said
in pain and hung her
head in vain and waiting
Help me with my cracks. They’re showing
far too much she said
and for such
boldness
learnt to feel ashamed and hung
her head again
There’s cures for cracks
I’ve heard she said
in superstores on the edges of towns. She waited
on an edge
forgetting where she was
and where she was supposed to be
No no no they said
All the packets of filler are in
the DIY
Oh so do I have to do it all myself
then? she asked as she
misheard
the directions
misread implications
made the mixture too dense
for anybody to get in
Except into a crack crept
a somebody who’d never minded
stiffness of mixture
Ooh smells good in
here to me he said
Cement, sticky fingers
make and mend, dough
I don’t know, - stuff
Anyway, cracks are
- good
he said in play
and went away
Yes, cracks are good she said
in pain and hung her
head in vain and waiting
And day after day
after day after day
learnt. Learnt
patience. Whenever he came
back there was another
crack, wider and deeper than the one
which came before it
Finally he said
Stuff it
Right she said
I'll help myself
instead
Hide she said
and dried
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
sonnet
apropositionally anhydrous
therefore no front line any more (than) a
flint axe or clumped-mass pubic hair betrussed
woman's ripe spraint blood less (than) all these qua
self-worth, the "one's position," C.V., role
No. Sand anonymous its opposite
celebrity, getting a life style, a goal
miled out – and – co-opted. Inapposite
voices those pierced heartpleas for liberty
vie and our endless walls block all account;
roll then through desert film footage vis-à-vis
K e e p i n g I n f o r m e d A b o u t I t but watch out
zombie hordes may unpaparazzi
anarchy neoreality
apropositionally anhydrous
therefore no front line any more (than) a
flint axe or clumped-mass pubic hair betrussed
woman's ripe spraint blood less (than) all these qua
self-worth, the "one's position," C.V., role
No. Sand anonymous its opposite
celebrity, getting a life style, a goal
miled out – and – co-opted. Inapposite
voices those pierced heartpleas for liberty
vie and our endless walls block all account;
roll then through desert film footage vis-à-vis
K e e p i n g I n f o r m e d A b o u t I t but watch out
zombie hordes may unpaparazzi
anarchy neoreality
Sunday, August 08, 2004
sonnet
float-glass perimeterneum reverberates
adsorbing heat but melding out of true
shadows splay trellis frames upon unplaced
trust or what if but if what hitherto
chest makes it... easier than paved these bad
dreams screed terrain thin ice (- the walking on,)
sparred liggers his sonorous breath churns, sharp brad
turns her to grab-lie make mere replicon
shame; token virtue then their tenderments
walls subsist along sound lines and ahs for ah's
sake yet to have fritt built thus lesser sense
treds dark across this housecard pack mirage
"vulnerable" how shush! booms like prayer from guilt
softly foundations reach, confess, resilt
float-glass peri
adsorbing heat but melding out of true
shadows splay trellis frames upon unplaced
trust or what if but if what hitherto
chest makes it... easier than paved these bad
dreams screed terrain thin ice (- the walking on,)
sparred liggers his sonorous breath churns, sharp brad
turns her to grab-lie make mere replicon
shame; token virtue then their tenderments
walls subsist along sound lines and ahs for ah's
sake yet to have fritt built thus lesser sense
treds dark across this housecard pack mirage
"vulnerable" how shush! booms like prayer from guilt
softly foundations reach, confess, resilt